Imagination Stories

Jones likes to tell stories. He learned it from his papa, and when you make them up yourself they’re called “imagination stories”. Jones likes to tell imagination stories that contain about 17 chapters (that’ comes straight from him) and the basic format goes like this…

  • Once upon a time…
  • There was a little (add in some animal here)
  • And he liked to eat (add in something edible here, or something that is so incredibly not edible that it becomes comical)
  • And every time he eats (previously mentioned food) he sings this song…
  • (Jones now proceeds to make up a song about the food)
  • (this happens multiple times until…) that little (animal) becomes the biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest (this goes as long as he can stand) animal!
  • And now he’s a mean (fill in the blank)!
  • And he goes around killing all the nice (fill in the blank) and he eats them and throws them up and then eats the puke and he sings…
  • “Meanwhile…” (he always says meanwhile, and he uses it quite appropriately!)
  • There was another nice (fill in the blank)
  • (here he begins to tell a different story that eventually ends with a “to be continued”)

He tells, maybe, the best stories I’ve ever heard.

Oh, and today while I was pretending to be a doctor checking out jones’ broken eyeballs he asked me if I would check out his rectum because he thought it was broken. I proceeded to tell him that only doctors should check out rectums. Needless to say he was disappointed. But he wasn’t too broken up about it because a little bit later when doctor Jones was checking out my broken legs he asked me if I was able to put both my knees on my chest (I was laying down at this point). It wasn’t until I was laying on my back with my knees on my chest that I realized I’d been duped into a near rectal exam!

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About ryanwoods

I am uncertain what to call myself, but my family and I are committed to the people of downtown Vancouver, WA. We are followers of Christ and hope to be a part of a movement of hope, imagination, and transformation in our developing downtown community.
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4 Responses to Imagination Stories

  1. Lori says:

    Tell Jones thanks for the laugh!

  2. teets says:

    LOLOL. I want to hear stories like this everyday. Especialy the ones where you get tricked into a rectal exam…that’s the oldest one in the book.

  3. Ariah Fine says:

    these are seriously awesome.

  4. Pam says:

    Only Jones!!! I laughed until I cried. I could just imagine you laying there on the floor. My question is if he duped you at three what is he going to be like at 15.

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